"Yeah I know, Doc. It's not to scale." *reassures* "It's okay though."
"Alright. Tomorrow night, Sunday, we'll load the DeLorean onto the tracks here, on the spur, right by the old abandoned silver mine." *places DeLorean model on tracks* "The switch-track is where the spur runs off the main line runs three miles out to Clayton *corrects self* Shonash Ravine. The train leaves the station at eight, Monday morning. We'll stop it here, *points to spot* uncouple the cars from the tender, throw the switch-track, and then hijack *corrects self again* borrow the locomotive and use it to push the time machine. According to my calculations, we'll hit 88 miles per hour just before we hit the edge of the ravine, at which point we'll be instantaneously transported back to 1985, and coast safely across the completed bridge."
"Alright. Tomorrow night, Sunday, we'll load the DeLorean onto the tracks here, on the spur, right by the old abandoned silver mine." *places DeLorean model on tracks* "The switch-track is where the spur runs off the main line runs three miles out to Clayton *corrects self* Shonash Ravine. The train leaves the station at eight, Monday morning. We'll stop it here, *points to spot* uncouple the cars from the tender, throw the switch-track, and then hijack *corrects self again* borrow the locomotive and use it to push the time machine. According to my calculations, we'll hit 88 miles per hour just before we hit the edge of the ravine, at which point we'll be instantaneously transported back to 1985, and coast safely across the completed bridge."
*points to little sign on model* "What does this mean? 'Point of No Return?' "
*points to little sign on model* "What does this mean? 'Point of No Return?' "
"That's our fail-safe point. Up until there, we still have enough time to stop the locomotive before it plunges into the ravine. *points to windmill on model* But once we pass this windmill, it's the future or bust."
*cut to Doc holding two electrical rods*
*hands one to Marty* "Here you go, Marty! Connect that to the positive terminal!"
"That's our fail-safe point. Up until there, we still have enough time to stop the locomotive before it plunges into the ravine. *points to windmill on model* But once we pass this windmill, it's the future or bust."
*cut to Doc holding two electrical rods*
*hands one to Marty* "Here you go, Marty! Connect that to the positive terminal!"
*pushes switch on generator, making a model locomotive move* "Train pulling out of the station! Coming up to the switch-track..." *model train gets to switch-track* "Stop at the switch-track... Throw switch!" *train gets to DeLorean* "Pull up to the DeLorean... Pushing the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour..." *pushes generator switch further to make model train go faster* *catches model DeLorean, model train falls onto some pillows*
*fumbles with model DeLorean, then steadies* "It couldn't be simpler." *grins*
*pushes switch on generator, making a model locomotive move* "Train pulling out of the station! Coming up to the switch-track..." *model train gets to switch-track* "Stop at the switch-track... Throw switch!" *train gets to DeLorean* "Pull up to the DeLorean... Pushing the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour..." *pushes generator switch further to make model train go faster* *catches model DeLorean, model train falls onto some pillows*
*fumbles with model DeLorean, then steadies* "It couldn't be simpler." *grins*
Clara: *looks at model on table* "Oh." *looks back at Doc* "Emmett, when my bags were thrown from the wagon, my telescope was damaged, and, since you mentioned an interest in science, I thought you might be able to repair it for me." *thinks for a second* "I-I would pay you, of course."
Doc: "Oh, no, no, no. I wouldn't think of charging you for this. *grabs telescope box* "Well, let's have a look at it."
Clara: *looks at model on table* "Oh." *looks back at Doc* "Emmett, when my bags were thrown from the wagon, my telescope was damaged, and, since you mentioned an interest in science, I thought you might be able to repair it for me." *thinks for a second* "I-I would pay you, of course."
Doc: "Oh, no, no, no. I wouldn't think of charging you for this. *grabs telescope box* "Well, let's have a look at it."
*wandering around in the back while Clara and Doc are examining the telescope*
*wandering around in the back while Clara and Doc are examining the telescope*
Clara: *pulls telescope from box, Doc grabs it* "I think a lens may be out of alignment, because if-if you move it this way, *moves it to Doc's left* the image becomes fuzzy, see?" *Doc continues to look through* "But if-if you turn it the other way, then..."
Doc: *turns head and looks into Clara's eyes* "...Everything becomes... clear."
Clara: *pulls telescope from box, Doc grabs it* "I think a lens may be out of alignment, because if-if you move it this way, *moves it to Doc's left* the image becomes fuzzy, see?" *Doc continues to look through* "But if-if you turn it the other way, then..."
Doc: *turns head and looks into Clara's eyes* "...Everything becomes... clear."
Doc: *looks at Clara, still holding her telescope* "I could repair it right away and have it for you tonight."
Clara: "Oh, tonight's the town festival. I wouldn't dream of having you work on my telescope during such an important occasion. You are planning on attending, aren't you?"
Doc: *looks at Clara, still holding her telescope* "I could repair it right away and have it for you tonight."
Clara: "Oh, tonight's the town festival. I wouldn't dream of having you work on my telescope during such an important occasion. You are planning on attending, aren't you?"
Doc: *cuts Marty off* "Yes, yes, of course, a festival." *smiles*
Clara: "Well, in that case, I'll see you this evening at the festival, Emmett." *turns and looks at Marty* "Mr. Eastwood." *starts walking out, then turns around*
*to Doc* "Thank you, for taking care of my telescope." *smiles*
Doc: *cuts Marty off* "Yes, yes, of course, a festival." *smiles*
Clara: "Well, in that case, I'll see you this evening at the festival, Emmett." *turns and looks at Marty* "Mr. Eastwood." *starts walking out, then turns around*
*to Doc* "Thank you, for taking care of my telescope." *smiles*
"Ladies and gentleman. As mayor of Hill Valley, it gives me great pleasure to dedicate this clock to the people of Hill County. May it stand for all time. Tell me when, gentlemen." *after countdown, pulls the lever and gets clock going* Let the festivities begin!"
EDIT: It seems that ShadowKnight made a surprise appearance.
"Ladies and gentleman. As mayor of Hill Valley, it gives me great pleasure to dedicate this clock to the people of Hill County. May it stand for all time. Tell me when, gentlemen." *after countdown, pulls the lever and gets clock going* Let the festivities begin!"
*looks at Marty* "You know, Marty, in a way, it's fitting you and I are here to witness this."
*crosses arms* "Yeah, it's got a beat and you can dance to it."
*guy in background starts talking, holding a gun* "Step right up, gentlemen, and test your mettle with the latest product from Colonel Samuel Colt's Patent Firearms Manufacturing Company of Hartford, Connecticut." *keeps talking in background*
Comments
*grabs walkie talkie off hood of DeLorean* "Check, Marty."
"Great, Doc. These things still work!"
all right.
"Alright, Marty. Once more, let's go over the entire plan in layout." *walks over to model* "I apologize for the crudity of this model-"
"Yeah I know, Doc. It's not to scale." *reassures* "It's okay though."
"Alright. Tomorrow night, Sunday, we'll load the DeLorean onto the tracks here, on the spur, right by the old abandoned silver mine." *places DeLorean model on tracks* "The switch-track is where the spur runs off the main line runs three miles out to Clayton *corrects self* Shonash Ravine. The train leaves the station at eight, Monday morning. We'll stop it here, *points to spot* uncouple the cars from the tender, throw the switch-track, and then hijack *corrects self again* borrow the locomotive and use it to push the time machine. According to my calculations, we'll hit 88 miles per hour just before we hit the edge of the ravine, at which point we'll be instantaneously transported back to 1985, and coast safely across the completed bridge."
*points to little sign on model* "What does this mean? 'Point of No Return?' "
"That's our fail-safe point. Up until there, we still have enough time to stop the locomotive before it plunges into the ravine. *points to windmill on model* But once we pass this windmill, it's the future or bust."
*cut to Doc holding two electrical rods*
*hands one to Marty* "Here you go, Marty! Connect that to the positive terminal!"
*connects to positive terminal*
*grabs switch to generator* "Alright, Marty, all set?"
"Yeah, yeah. Go!"
*pushes switch on generator, making a model locomotive move* "Train pulling out of the station! Coming up to the switch-track..." *model train gets to switch-track* "Stop at the switch-track... Throw switch!" *train gets to DeLorean* "Pull up to the DeLorean... Pushing the DeLorean up to 88 miles per hour..." *pushes generator switch further to make model train go faster* *catches model DeLorean, model train falls onto some pillows*
*fumbles with model DeLorean, then steadies* "It couldn't be simpler." *grins*
*knocks on the doors* "Hello? Emmett?"
*walks over to door and hears a woman's voice calling his name* *gasps* "It's Clara! Quick, cover the DeLorean!"
*grabs tarp and pulls it forward*
*helps Doc pull tarp over and stands behind Doc casually, facing the door*
*quickly hands Marty the DeLorean model*
*hides it behind back*
*Clara walks in* "Hello." *smiles*
Doc: "Why, hello. This is quite a surprise."
If you say so, Lugia.
*small wave*
*Clara walks in further* "Well, I hope I'm not disturbing anything."
Doc: "Oh, no, no. We were just doing a little model railroading."
*grin*
(Heavy dialogue in this scene, huh?)
(Oh yeah!
Clara: *looks at model on table* "Oh." *looks back at Doc* "Emmett, when my bags were thrown from the wagon, my telescope was damaged, and, since you mentioned an interest in science, I thought you might be able to repair it for me." *thinks for a second* "I-I would pay you, of course."
Doc: "Oh, no, no, no. I wouldn't think of charging you for this. *grabs telescope box* "Well, let's have a look at it."
*wandering around in the back while Clara and Doc are examining the telescope*
Clara: *pulls telescope from box, Doc grabs it* "I think a lens may be out of alignment, because if-if you move it this way, *moves it to Doc's left* the image becomes fuzzy, see?" *Doc continues to look through* "But if-if you turn it the other way, then..."
Doc: *turns head and looks into Clara's eyes* "...Everything becomes... clear."
*audibly clears throat*
Doc: *looks at Clara, still holding her telescope* "I could repair it right away and have it for you tonight."
Clara: "Oh, tonight's the town festival. I wouldn't dream of having you work on my telescope during such an important occasion. You are planning on attending, aren't you?"
*starts* "Well, actually ma'am..."
Doc: *cuts Marty off* "Yes, yes, of course, a festival." *smiles*
Clara: "Well, in that case, I'll see you this evening at the festival, Emmett." *turns and looks at Marty* "Mr. Eastwood." *starts walking out, then turns around*
*to Doc* "Thank you, for taking care of my telescope." *smiles*
Doc: "You're quite welcome."
*Clara leaves*
*walks up beside Doc* "It's a nice telescope."
*cut to Hill Valley Festival*
"Ladies and gentleman. As mayor of Hill Valley, it gives me great pleasure to dedicate this clock to the people of Hill County. May it stand for all time. Tell me when, gentlemen." *after countdown, pulls the lever and gets clock going* Let the festivities begin!"
EDIT: It seems that ShadowKnight made a surprise appearance.
"You know Marty, in a way it's fitting for you and I to be here to witness this."
*looks at Marty* "You know, Marty, in a way, it's fitting you and I are here to witness this."
It's too bad I didn't bring my camera. *sees camera flash and gives Doc a knowing look*
*photographer grabs cloth* "Ready, gentlemen?"
*takes place at right of clock and looks at Marty* "The only problem is we'll never be able to show it to anybody..."
"Smile, Doc." *doesn't smile for picture which creates unintentional irony*
*photo snaps*
*cut to dance floor* "YEEHAH!" *music starts, people dancing*
*walks onto dance floor* "What great music!"
*crosses arms* "Yeah, it's got a beat and you can dance to it."
*guy in background starts talking, holding a gun* "Step right up, gentlemen, and test your mettle with the latest product from Colonel Samuel Colt's Patent Firearms Manufacturing Company of Hartford, Connecticut." *keeps talking in background*